There was no evading it, he pressed her to his breast.
'It is the first and last time!' she wildly thought as she stood encircled by his arms.
How Phyllis got through the terrible ordeal of that night she could never clearly recollect.

She always attributed her success in carrying out her resolve to her lover's honour, for as soon as she declared to him in feeble words that she had changed her mind, and felt that she could not, dared not, fly with him, he forbore to urge her, grieved as he was at her decision.

Unscrupulous pressure on his part, seeing how romantically she had become attached to him, would no doubt have turned the balance in his favour.

But he did nothing to tempt her unduly or unfairly.
On her side, fearing for his safety, she begged him to remain.

This, he declared, could not be.